Why I'm Different

Unrequited

I walk down the hall
And you breeze by me.
You probably feel nothing,
But I feel my heart
Fall
Straight into
This stupid thing
Called "love".

A single dance
Is all that we've shared.
Did it mean
Nothing
To you?
While it meant
everything
to me?
Will my heart be
repaired?

We barely even speak,
Yet,
My heart still
Flutters.
At the way you look at me,
My heart melts like butter.